Tales of a Ninja Magician: Of What Defines Us

Selfishness

"Wow, the wish granting spirit of the Box looks kind of... Sad really..." Meiko turned her head trying to properly etch the portrait of the very shady looking monster that was given birth by the Box taking in Mana's chakra.

"Fruit of the First People's pathetic tinkering with life, you are a poor judge, sinful one," Satori spoke up in the same voice of a deep and almost singing like a masculine voice of a young man, one that was so soothing that it would've made the Two-Tailed Cat purr. "Now, shall your primitive minds have any questions or do you wish to state your wish?"

Mana smiled with a flaring spark in her eyes. She was now witnessing someone that spoke like it saw the First People interact with humans which would've made it almost as old as the oldest life on this planet. As a blooming buff of history and legends there was so much Mana wanted to ask Satori. It pretty much dug its own grave by asking this question.

"What exactly are you? You say that you know our origins and relation to the First People but it is merely a speculation of what that relation was. What is your relation to the First People?" Mana asked. As much as she wanted to just ask Satori breathe life into Shimo's body, first she had to scope the entity out and find out if she wasn't stepping into a trap of some sorts. The Box had numerous legends spun about it and many more descriptions of how it worked. There were no confirmed survivors that had found the Box and used it successfully, many claimed to have done so but their stories were inconsistent. There must've been a reason for this...

"There is no "speculation", you are merely a product of the First People wishing to create life using chakra – your very existence is a crime against nature. However, just like the First People sinned against you by giving you your pitiful lives they've also sinned against me by trapping me in this Box for eternity." the winged demon spoke out waving its black wings and making more feathers fall off and get incinerated from being separate from their master.

A booming pillar of flames burst behind Mana, Satori pointed its wings towards the ninja surrounding them in a dark purple force field and protecting the ninja from taking a very unpleasant dip into the blood of the dying planet.

"What was that?" Kouta yelled out as he witnessed endless more pillars of magma shoot out from underneath and reach out into the skies spilling the searing hot blood of his planet – the molten magma as well as jets of actual scorching flames.

"I was a bane of the First People, a demon so vile that my very presence is slowly destroying the Universe. That is why the First People thought it necessary to jail me, do not dare pity me, however, to one such as me eternity is just a heartbeat away if loathsome humans didn't interrupt my jail time every once and again." Satori giggled as its upper body which shaped a makeshift mouth turned around in a shape of a smile skewering the whole shape of the entity.

"How could a Lesser Demon be so powerful?" Mana scratched her head feeling confused.

"I come from a time before the Ten Tails, before it was split into the Tailed Beasts. Back in my days demons had more pride than to be categorized, I am neither lesser nor higher or tailed, I am me!" the demonic entity appeared to get offended by Mana's question as it moved in its massive brown claw right up to the magician's chest as if meaning to impale the girl on it but then it just lightly touched her as if playing with her. There must've been safety hazards installed into the Box preventing Satori from escaping or killing anyone after release.

"So you said we are just to call any wish and you'll make it true? Isn't that a bit too generous of you? What is the purpose of this Box and why are you doing this?" Mana asked a more direct question realizing that she was not nearly as competent of a historian to comprehend the time or the nature of this beast in front of her. It claimed to come well before the time which was considered a dark age of legends and only has skewered points of view of specific landlords recorded as history. It came from well before the time when history was at the very best unreliable.